#Chapter 60 – Fire Sister

I take a deep breath when I open my eyes the next morning and just…stare at the ceiling wondering if everything is as much of a disaster as I think it is. But…well. I’m still here, aren’t I? At least the God of Death hasn’t banished me already and scooped up one of my baby cousins in my place. Which means that there’s a pretty good chance that I will at least have some chance to negotiate. I frown, considering. Maybe I can give him Mark… But then I sigh, knowing that won’t work. Orion’s stupid prophecies insist on a Queen, after all, and while Mark is many mystifying things, he’s certainly a boy. I turn my head to the side, grimacing a little to feel that my hair is still wet, and quietly observe Anton’s sleeping face on the next pillow over. I smirk, unable to help it, thinking that Laila would flip if she saw him curled up next to me like this. But…he’s just so adorable, all asleep like that. Not frowning at me with his hands on his hips shouting “June!” or “June, quit tha